In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its

Where You Are, Whatever Your Condition Is; Always Try To Be A Lover.

In Love’s Country, Language Doesn’t Have Its Place. Love Is Mute.

Like A Shadow, I Am And I Am Not.

I Don't Want Learning, Or Dignity, Or Respectability. I Want This Music, And This Dawn, And The Warmth Of Your Cheek Against Mine.

Without The Frown Of Clouds And Lightning, The Vines Would Be Burned By The Smiling Sun.